Halloween Flashback- Late For Halloween

  • A little treat from 2020

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I wasn’t ready for Halloween

I didn’t have a costume to wear

My pumpkin didn’t have a face

my decorations were still in their  boxes



I didn’t know what to do

I wasn’t ready to make merry that night

What would I do when the witches,

monsters  and ghouls

knocked on my door at twilight?

Hand them some candy, cupcakes or snacks

shaped like coffins, body parts and fangs

or better yet I suppose I could-

give them the real things instead.

A Haunting Song

There are 66 days left to Halloween and I think a haunting blues song is in order:

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Folks, I’m goin’ down to St. James Infirmary
See my baby there;
She’s stretched out on a long, white table
She’s so sweet, so cold, so fair

Let her go, let her go, oh bless her
Wherever she may be
She will search this wide world over
But she’ll never find another sweet man like me

Now, when I die, bury me in my straight-leg britches
Put on a box-back coat and a Stetson hat
Put a twenty-dollar gold piece on my watch chain
So you can let all the boys know I died standing pat

An’ give me six crap shooting pall bearers
Let a chorus girl sing me a song
Put a red hot jazz band at the top of my head
So we can raise Hallelujah as we go along

Folks, now that you have heard my story
Say, boy, hand me over another shot of that hooch;
If anyone should ask you
You just tell ’em I’ve got those St. James Infirmary blues

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With the exception of one of my cats, the other six were all black cats and of those six four of them found me.

I literally opened a door and there they were.

There’s nothing spooky or evil about black cats- but they do make their own rules.

Happy Caturday!

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Title: Cat (one of a pair)
Period: Qing dynasty (1644–1911)
Date: 18th century
Culture: China
Medium: Porcelain with black enamel (Jingdezhen ware), modern plastic repair of eyes

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